Even after being reborn, how can I still be trapped by her?

Li Changle could no longer refute that he and Yang Guoer were just classmates.

And the truths his mother said were not something he, a bachelor for many years, could understand. Before his rebirth, he had never brought a member of the opposite sex home, so he naturally didn't know how to get along with this kind of relationship.

He touched his nose awkwardly and went back to his room.

The few days of vacation passed quickly. Li Changle stayed at home for four days. The weather was too cold, and he really didn't feel like going out. Although this body was energetic, it couldn't resist the laziness of this soul.

He returned to school, took the report card and glanced at it. It was within his expectations.

Yang Guoer's grades were still the first in the grade, which made Lao Liu sigh every time he saw Yang Guoer.

Yang Guoer herself was in a good mood. The little girl who had been suppressed for two years regained the pride of being the first in the grade. Li Changle could vaguely see her tail behind her.

There were only a dozen days of make-up classes before the New Year, and Li Changle endured the boring days.

There is a tacit understanding between him and Yang Guoer. Ever since they discussed the question of where to go to college at her house, they are now somewhat reluctant to talk about this topic.

Even when Zhu Zhu and Ye Qing occasionally talk about this topic, they will not join the discussion.

Soon it is the twenty-ninth day of the lunar year. After classes on this day, the school will have a five- or six-day annual holiday. As the most important festival of the year for Chinese people, we can't keep these children in school, right?

Before the holiday, Yang Guoer said to Li Changle during the break: "I'm leaving during the holiday."

Li Changle stopped what he was doing, looked up at her and asked: "Leaving? Where are you going?"

Yang Guoer smiled and said: "During the New Year, my parents always take me to visit relatives, and my family is not here. This is just a house my parents rented temporarily for work."

Li Changle continued to move his hands and said with a smile: "That's normal. It's normal to visit relatives during the New Year. You just said that, I thought you were going to transfer back to your original school."

Yang Guoer looked at what Li Changle was doing, squinted her eyes and said with a smile: "It's still early. My mother said that she will take a year off before the college entrance examination and go back there with me. It will probably be more than May."

"Well, I know, I wish you a happy new year in advance." Li Changle said with a smile.

"You too." Yang Guoer smiled and tilted her head.

Finally, the bell for the last class rang, and Yang Guoer waited for Li Changle to pick up his things from the dormitory as usual, and then walked out of the school gate together.

Passing by the station again, Li Changle stopped and watched Yang Guoer walk to the gate of the community.

Then he stopped at the gate of the community, turned around, and saw Li Changle still standing at the station. Yang Guoer waved goodbye to him as usual, and then walked into the community under Li Changle's gaze.

Li Changle smiled at Yang Guoer who waved to him, without any other movements. In fact, he knew that at such a long distance, whether he smiled or not, this little myopic person without glasses could not see.

When the next bus arrived, Li Changle also got on the bus to go home.

At home, Li Weidong and Zheng Ping had prepared New Year's goods and were preparing for the New Year.

But Li Changle was not very interested. If he was 18 years old, he might still be excited, but for him now, the New Year is no longer a big deal.

Li Changle's grandparents are no longer here, because Li Weidong is the youngest son in the family. His grandmother was already in her forties when he gave birth to him, and the old couple died around the age of 80.

Li Weidong has older brothers and sisters, and the relationship is pretty good. Li Changle's father doesn't have any difficult relatives, and Li Changle doesn't have any weird cousins.

Strictly speaking, Li Changle before his rebirth was the weirdest one among his brothers and sisters.

On the morning of the first day of the Chinese New Year, Li Changle was reluctantly woken up by his mother. After a morning of messy things, he finally ate dumplings on the first day of the Chinese New Year.

After dinner, Li Changle watched TV by the stove in the living room, and he looked a little listless.

He didn't want to watch the Spring Festival Gala yesterday. He sent Happy New Year to all the contacts in his mobile phone early and went back to his room to sleep. Now it's just right to watch it to kill time.

Zheng Ping was watching TV and eating melon seeds with him. Suddenly, she turned around and complained to her lazy son: "You kid, you don't go out to play with your peers during the New Year. You stay at home all day. What a mess..."

Li Changle changed to a more comfortable posture and said lazily: "I'm not interested. It's boring. When we get together, we either drink or play cards. It's boring."

Zheng Ping looked at her son and said dissatisfiedly: "Why are you so listless? It's like the butcher has removed your bones. Hurry up and get up.Go out and play. You didn't come home during the Chinese New Year last year. Why don't you even go out this year? "

Li Changle looked at his mother and said unconvincedly: "Last year I went out to play, and you complained that I didn't come home every day. Today I don't go out, and you complain that I stay at home. What should I do?"

Zheng Ping looked at her son and said, "I just don't like you? No? Get out of here, go out and play by yourself, don't be an eyesore at home."

After staring at his mother for a long time, Li Changle finally lost. He got up from the comfortable sofa reluctantly, put on his shoes and prepared to go out for a walk.

"Stinky boy, you still want to take my place." When he got up, he saw Zheng Ping saying while quickly changing to his previous position.

Li Changle's hand that was lifting the door curtain froze in mid-air, and he looked at his mother with a sad face.

Zheng Ping turned her head and glared at him, saying, "What are you looking at? Why are you lifting the door curtain? The cold wind is blowing in, quickly put down the door curtain and get out. "

Li Changle was finally kicked out.

Standing at the door, he didn't know where to go. The children of his age were either at home or playing cards and drinking together. He didn't want to get involved.

The door of the second uncle's house next door was locked. The second uncle went to his son's house in the city to spend the winter. He would not come back until the weather got warmer and he could go fishing.

After strolling around the village for a while, Li Changle couldn't find anywhere to go.

Finally, he walked to the mahjong hall in the village.

Most mahjong halls in the village are places to kill time. Winning or losing a game is only a hundred yuan. , and usually only a few people play mahjong.

So unless someone is too bad, the few hundred yuan can be circulated among those people for a month.

In this case, the management department will turn a blind eye. Unless they are severely punished, others will not bother to take care of them.

Lifting the door curtain, it was full of smoke inside. Few people playing mahjong did not smoke. In a private house, there were four or five mahjong tables, and more than 20 people watching and playing. You can imagine what kind of environment it is inside.

"Hey, Chang Le is here, Weidong, your top student asked you to come, did you play cards today without reporting to Ping?"